Redsand Canyon you enter at your own risk, so don't be surprised

Aquene did not consider their spar abrasive nor abusive, not compared to the life she had known before. The tooth flying free was a simple consequence. She had tended to much worse in the treatment of women in her birth pack. However, it seemed to strike a nerve. Aquene figured it was because she had not simply gone down. That girl was long behind her. She had skills now, she was learning how to use them.
 
He lunged again at her but she had not put enough distance between him and herself to avoid it completely. In the process of trying to once more lunge out of the way, he caught her midsection and she went tumbling to the ground, her teeth reaching in a last ditch effort to grasp a limb that she might be able to leverage her own freedom but to no avail.
 
The man towered over her, and in that moment her mind snapped. It was not one of the auxilia standing over her, but something else, something far more menacing than a simple loss of a spar. Flashes of unwanted advances, her chest rising and falling a faster rate. It lasted for only a second before she was able to shake it off by visibly shaking her head and falling relaxed, not seeing a way to get her out of the position that the man had put her in.